Berhane Productions - Traileristic Thoughts lyrics

TRAILERISTIC THOUGHTS Verse 1 Knock Knock Is anybody there? Knock Knock Is anybody home? Watch my sound change the surface of a tonoscope And bring life I'm the microphones holy ghost Top of the dome north pole sending lightning bolts I'm tuning in your frequency into a higher vol Tage' would be the correct grammar in the pattern But I left it out like a masonic secret for you to fathom Chiseling my craft and everybody gathering around the cypher like magnetic fields around saturn I take an atom, cut it in half with a tung full of wrath Sharpening shattering every fragment Mental shotgun thoughts go off in all directions Covering your walls like media coverage Controlling Your Whole Perception, Put your lens in, pay attention as we tap into the worlds third dimension Imaginary matrix nothing surrounding is sacred Matter over mind changing around fundamental basics f** natural selection like this is natural development Technology imbedded in superficial intelligence And there's no work left once robots replace it When its war I bet the prime minister hops on a space ship (Fasten your seat belts please its gonna be a very very looong ride) Verse 2 Yo , nature speaks in numerogical flows The golden ratios and astrological codes Hidden symbolism in popular shows, politics, clothes, religion Where unknown knowledge unfolds So, dear teacher who taught you what you teaching? And who taught that person his so called certain version? School books I'm burning as I burn one Tryna shake the monkey off my back which I was said to emerge from But now we dead men walking heading for a dead end Waiting in line as a slave to time, well then, might as-well let it set in, or wonder this globe on my own with no cellphone on alone Back to stones and sticks and making fire out of friction Escaping this environment, addiction Fictionary depiction, confused competition With a programmed brain made for following description A system where our happiness is based on our position Money we gotta touch it, paper we gotta rape it I'm studying intuition for greater minds to come build with You are now welcome to the show where realitys bewildered